“The surveillance footage caught it all!” Heidi exclaimed, tossing the tablet onto the floor near Emily.
The thick carpet softened the impact, but the tablet landed screen-up, playing back the recorded footage. On the screen was a scene of Emily sitting on the sofa.
“What do you have to say for yourself now?” Heidi demanded furiously.
Zac, growing increasingly anxious, jumped in to defend Emily. “This doesn’t prove she poisoned anyone. It just shows she sat on the sofa. There’s no footage of her actually tampering with anything.
“Besides,” he continued, “there were multiple glasses of wine. How would Emily even know which one Heidi would take?”
Emily glanced at Zac with a look of gratitude.
Heidi, however, was unmoved. “Zac, whose side are you on?” she asked, her frustration boiling over.
“I’m on your side, of course,” Zac replied, his tone firm and righteous. “We can’t let the real culprit go unpunished. But maybe the poisoning wasn’t caught on camera, or the method used was so
